Have you ever had one of those days where you wake up feeling tired, cranky and a bit ill, and then you are running your never-ending list of errands and you are distracted by your whining toddler in the backseat, who you can’t really see because she is turned away from you because it is safer for her to ride rear-facing until she is two and she is not two for a few more weeks. Where was I? Ah yes… so you are cranky and tired and your toddler is whining in the backseat, and you can’t quite see her but you are trying to calm her down anyway, and suddenly, just before the parking lot where you are supposed to turn in to do the grocery shopping that never ends, there is a car parked on the side of the road, but he is sticking out quite a bit, and you are driving your kinda-new giant mom-mobile that you are still not quite used to, and then before you realize what has happened, you have side-swiped that car that was parked on the side of the road but was slightly sticking out. Oh yeah, and that car that you side-swiped was a cop car. And then your daughter wisely chimes in from the backseat, “Uh-oh!”

4 Responses to “One Of Those Days”

Um. bad. very bad. Was the cop cute? Understanding? If it makes you feel any better, I started off my day with a certain someone having the mother of all tantrums and intentionally peeing…. all. over. the. floor. Intentionally. As in on purpose. All because I didn’t let a certain someone pick out his own wardrobe this morning. Apparently the duds I picked out were just that… duds. He claimed they were ‘too short’. (um, hello, you just learned to NOT pee in your pants in January, I’ll be the judge of hem length)

After debating whether or not it would be appropriate to take a swig out of the open bottle in the fridge, I dragged a screaming someone into daycare and negotiate whether the granola bar should indeed be IN the wrapper or out… it was a merlot kind of evening.